The Secret to Success #2

Sheila Greenwald; Illustrated by Pierre Collet-Derby

Flossie is bossy—because she has so many great ideas! In this second book in the easy-to-read series, Flossie is back with her great ideas and some new friends. But can she learn to work together and be open to a different way of looking at things?

For fans of Princess Posey and Dory Fantasmagory, this story—with plenty of pictures and a loveable, relatable cast of characters—will be a perfect bridge to take them from picture books to their first chapter books.

Flossie Popkin is best at great ideas--having them, making them happen, and telling everyone about them. After the recent success of her Farm Stand with Billy, Flossie is ready to use her powers to help a family in need, just in time for the holidays. Flossie, Billy, and their new friend Willow will have to join forces and work together. But what can Flossie do when Willow has some great ideas of her own?

“Wonderful ideas,” Ms. Cabot said, writing them on the board. “I’m sure you’ll come up with even more when you think about it. After that we’ll divide into groups. Each group will have a booth at the school charity drive next Monday.”

“I’ve got a great idea for a booth,” Imogene whispered to me while Ms. Cabot handed out flyers telling the time and date of the fundraiser. “It will raise the most money.”

I guessed Imogene was lying and didn’t have a single idea for a booth yet. Neither did I. But, lucky for me, great ideas and making them happen are what I’m best at.

Chapter 2: Thinking About It My name is Flossie Popkin, and as I said, great ideas are what I’m best at.

Though I have brown hair like my dad and it’s curly like my mom’s, the person I take after most is my Great-Grandpa Morris, who was bald.

Great-Grandpa was famous for dreaming up successful businesses. I’m not famous yet, but I’ve dreamed up a lot of businesses. Every time I get a great idea for one, I start to tingle and glow from head to toe.

I wondered if Great-Grandpa tingled and glowed from head to toe every time he came up with one of his ideas.

But at lunch, I wasn’t tingling and glowing, at least not yet. I needed to come up with my next great idea.

Gloria also did not look happy. She could hardly eat her lunch.

“Those poor kids who have no gifts,” she said with a sigh. “It’s so sad.”